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Alms Poems - Poems about Alms

My creed
My creed means to me, Kind smiles for all I see, Alms for donations, Lord my liberation, Serving the community, Praying for you and me, Believers are human too, In our mortal zoo, Creed means I can say, Be you beautifully today!...

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Categories: alms, appreciation, beautiful, character, christian,
Form: Rhyme
Blandishments eroded invaluable necessary viz life savings of mine videre licet alms
Blandishments eroded invaluable necessary viz life savings of mine videre licet alms initially crafted June twenty fifth two thousand twenty four affecting me to utter "oy a broch" (pronounced ah-BROOKH) before I cast accursed blatant spells outright upon the head of mountebank, whose shrewd and cunning deception bled me dry as a sun bleached bone, whereby self denigration and imploration regarding immediate obliteration of "nest egg"...

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Categories: alms, absence, america, anger, betrayal,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member On Paying Alms to Ceasar
When Jesus was asked about whether or not it is healthy and safe for the colonized Jewish people to pay taxes to kleptocratic Ceasar, he said to give back to Ceasar what is his. What is his, to serve WeSacredPeople mind/body health and environmental safety? Christ's implied church v state reverse corrollary: Do not give Ceasar what is not...

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Categories: alms, america, christian, earth, health,
Form: Political Verse
Alms And Tithes
ALMS AND TITHES Alms, spontaneous like a gentle breeze, Tithes, a steady stream, a spiritual ease. Both hold real value and kindle light, In the acts of giving, souls take flight. In worlds where compassion transcends, These two acts of kindness often contends: Giving alms and tithing, both profound, Yet different paths to spread hope around. Alms, humble donations from one's heart To those...

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Categories: alms, 1st grade,
Form: Rhyme
Blandishments Eroded Invaluable Necessary Treasured Alms
Blandishments eroded invaluable necessary treasured alms Existential nihilism rent psyche asunder courtesy unforeseen deadly bombs lobbed by computer hacker and scammer rolled into one nasty, short and brutish lout, whereby his aggrieved targeted victim experiences absolutely zero qualms. Though common horse sense I generally applaud within these lovely bones an undersize fellow whose forehead broad methinks perchance twenty first century can witness remake of Exosquad linkedin with mental, physical, and...

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Categories: alms, absence, abuse, angst, anxiety,
Form: Rhyme



Alms
Whilst singing praises to the Lord Collection plate passed and he scored Enough for a brew With a coin or two Whatever the Lord could afford...

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Categories: alms, character,
Form: Limerick
Skinflint
In wild vanity your curiosity hunts What no greedy archer ever shot; And pining under unrequited labor, You’ll condemn your inclement lot. In ceaseless tilling your brow Shall toil endlessly under sun, Till no sweat sits on your skin; And return with no medal won. For your parsimonious hand Withholds the destitute's alms; Making poor riffraff folks curse The sting of your stingy...

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Categories: alms, africa, blessing, destiny, faith,
Form: Didactic
Premium Member Alms
Oh, divine Muse, Here before you, I kneel, Begging for alms again: Some verses of yours to let me use, For my status as a poet, to be able To retain! © Demetrios Trifiatis 03 June 2021...

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Categories: alms, inspiration, muse, poets,
Form: Verse
Beggars
On daily basis producing their hyperactive arms For their better-offs’ less automatic alms: On lucky charity, therefore, badly dependent, With things not looking quite resplendent. The word ‘Pauper’ fitting their circumstance, Year after year, not exceeding a certain distance. In their quest for help, increasingly instinctive And like lawyers, by dress distinctive: Theirs an unplanned celebration of shabbiness With...

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Categories: alms, endurance, grief, poverty,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Alms For the Poor
Alms! shouted the beggar, as the royal carriage went by, But just then, an arrow flew past, piercing the kings eye, Killing him instantly, it penetrated his brain, Beggar is still mumbling, “lucky sod felt no pain.” Perception can be misleading, changes all the time, One second have everything, next a victim of circumstance or crime, But abject sufferings can make...

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Categories: alms, allegory, deep, destiny, humanity,
Form: Rhyme
Alms For the Poor
Welfare's up to politicians. Poverty to judges. Sickness comes from being neglected- Lawlessness for grudges....

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Categories: alms, analogy, corruption, discrimination, poverty,
Form: Quatrain
I'M Begging the Alms of Poems
From many houses, pots, tubs I'm begging my words the alms of poems I'm begging from- the stars sun to moon star-spangled ship to the space, cosmos the drop of the snow the morn breeze of the autumn smiling spring rose the flying chirping birds swimming pond fish the shyness of new married woman cats and dogs raining matting snake or the quarrelsome butterfly and bee a falling leaf on...

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Categories: alms, poems,
Form: Free verse
Alms Za Try N To Reach Out As Legatee Wannabe
Alms Za Try'n To Reach Out As Legatee Wannabe Yukon pots sib bully challah me Jude dish hiss literary panhandler schlepping along virtual figurative boulevard Asia brogue kin bloke rattling tin cup aware how quickly passersby dodge away as if I got some incurable fatal disease, which choice donning schnorrer roll barley bread within these genes, and leavened during years as flour child, now dem...

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Categories: alms, dream, fate, happiness, hope,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member God's Alms
Pray alms from God's hand to receive than treasures from the hand of Man! © Demetrios Trifiatis 15 July 2018...

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Categories: alms, god, humanity, money,
Form: Monoku
Premium Member I Gave Alms To a Needy Person
I gave alms to a needy person Her voice cracked, thank you, sir. She hid the alms like it's a fine dream. She wore the filthy streets, her face, baring the burdens of her flight in life. I could see. But what can I do? I can smell death. But what can I do? I let her voice speak. connie pachecho 2/2/17...

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Categories: alms, poverty,
Form: Etheree

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